Chapter Twenty-Seven

Jing Yanzhi on the side also saw the man's impatience, and had some doubts in his heart, staring at Lin Qingshuang fiercely.

Suddenly, a person's name flashed in his mind, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more sarcastic, and he slowly put down the wine glass.

"Translation, rumor has it that your wife came out five years ago?"

He should have thought that Sheng Yixing, who hadn't brought a woman out for five years, suddenly brought a woman today, which was not normal, not to mention that this woman was damn attractive.

Sheng Yixing's vision is high, everyone in the circle knows, and the only thing that has ever paid attention to it is his white moon patronizing Sinan.

Almost instantly, Sheng Yixing met his gaze with a cold expression: "Oh, who did you say?"

Although he has such an iceberg face all year round, anyone with eyes can see that he is now on the verge of anger.

As for the reason, only Jing Yanzhi understands that it is because of his wife five years ago.

And Lin Qingshuang, who was drinking water, was suddenly choked and coughed for a while before stopping.

The taste of liquor in his mouth was still stimulating, and Lin Qingshuang's eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

She looked at the liquor not far from her and shrank back.

It's not as good as the wine from five years ago, and I really don't know what's so good about this new thing.

"This round is over, let's move on to the next round. ”

Jing Yanzhi skillfully avoided Sheng Yixing's question, he seemed to be in high spirits, bent down to pick up the dice, and threw them back on the table.

With a score of 2, he refilled his glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

At that moment, he had already discovered that something was wrong with today's wine party, especially Sheng Yixing and Lin Qingshuang, who seemed to be competing in secret.

Thinking of this, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"It's time for the next one. ”

Obviously, it was a very relaxing game, but after this question, I felt that the two small dice suddenly had more weight.

There were not many people in the box, and the dice were very fast, and they were reincarnated on Lin Qingshuang's side.

She clenched the cup she had just handed over in her palm, but shook her head: "This game is too simple, I don't want to play it." ”

"How can this be?"

Jing Yanzhi spoke up first: "Such a simple game, don't say that Miss can't afford to play it!"

He deliberately accentuated the three words of Miss, which was a little inexplicably harsh.

Wen Nian remembered the feeling of the liquor entering her throat just now, and her originally ruddy face suddenly turned white.

Sheng Yixing didn't mean to help her speak, and Shen Nanxian on the side seemed to be intent on getting her drunk, so she couldn't shirk the wine today.

When this thought came to her, Wen Nian's mood was low, and for a moment she even felt sad.

She seemed to lose her strength, and instead of continuing to play with her skills, she threw the dice in her hand onto the table.

Jing Yanzhi glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a pleasant arc, "The number of points is also two." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qingshuang's body stiffened, and she raised a standard smile again before replying, "I'll drink." ”

In the next moment, a wine glass was stuffed in her hand.

She choked just by smelling it.

Lin Qingshuang closed her eyes vigorously, and drank most of the wine directly in one gulp, without exception, there was another violent cough.

The few people present knew that the wine Wen Nian had just drunk was stronger than Yege's, and after two consecutive glasses of high-intensity wine, some people's eyes had begun to worry.

Lin Qingshuang suppressed the cough and put the wine glass on the table again: "I don't have a good amount of alcohol, so I can only drink so much." ”